Before she left, she called Emmett to inquire about Megan’s new address.


    Megan wasn’t living in her previous residence anymore. Carlos had arranged another expensive house


    for her in a high-ss neighborhood.


    Debbie felt gloomy when she saw the beautiful houses sh by her as the car drove through the


    neighborhood. It was like her husband was keeping a mistress in broad daylight with no concerns.


    Emmett had informed the entrance guards about their visit beforehand.


    So Debbie, Jared and Kasie were able to smoothly pass through the heavy security.


    Jared, who was driving the car, stole a nce at the sumptuous houses in the neighborhood and


    marveled at their beauty.


    “Tsk, tsk,” he clicked his tongue and shook his head.


    “Tomboy, your husband is so wealthy that he bought a house in this prime location for someone


    unrted to him. I bet even the smallest house here upies at least a hundred and fifty square


    meters, and it would be worth tens of millions of dors!”


    Debbie angrily hit his head.


    “I know that! No need to rub it in my face.”


    Of course she knew how expensive this area was. This was the center of


    Alorith. The average housing price in Alorith was already high even for a standard middle ss house,


    not to mention a house in this prime location.


    Kasie, sitting in the back seat, rolled her eyes. ‘Jared, you idiot!‘ she cursed in her mind. She quickly


    comforted Debbie, “Tomboy, Portia has bought you a vi in Esastin Vi. That one is much more


    pricey than any house here. And the manor you’re staying in now is probably more expensive than this


    whole neighborhood. So, don’t go too much into it. Your husband Loves you far more than her.”


    Esastin Vi was well known as a brownstone district. Each of the vi there was valued at at least a


    hundred million. Everyone in the city knew about its sky-high price.


    Debbie understood Kasie’s intention tofort her. She leaned against her seat, remaining silent.


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    When they reached building number eight, Debbie asked the other two to wait outside, and walked


    towards Megan’s apartment by herself. She rang the door bell and waited.


    She said to herself that she was strong enough to deal with a weak woman like Megan on her own.


    As she waited for Megan to open the door, Debbie caught a glimpse of the two tall and sturdy


    bodyguards who were standing in front of the door and staring vigntly at her. They were arranged by


    Wesley and


    Carlos to protect Megan. Debbie smiled ironically. They did treat Megan well.


    If the bodyguards hadn’t known Debbie’s identity, they wouldn’t have allowed her toe an inch close


    to the door


    Then again, she was confused. Carlos and Wesley spoiled Megan so much; why didn’t either of them


    get engaged to her while they were still single? That way, things would have been simpler


    As Debbie was lost in herplicated thoughts, the door opened and


    Megan stood in front of her, wearing pink pajamas with bunny ears and a pair of pink slippers. She


    looked like a lovely young girl.


    Megan was surprised to see Debbie at her door all of a sudden. But she returned to her usual self and


    greeted her with a sweet smile, “Well, if it isn’t Aunt Debbie? What brings you here today?”


    Debbie wasn’t in the mood to pretend to be on good terms with her. She snorted coldly and cut to the


    chase.